Starr
Tristan and I walked for a while. Neither of us said anything, and the quiet was welcome, though it didn’t last long.
“Close your eyes,” Tristan said once we had stopped walking. He stood in front of me, holding my hands. “You trust me, don’t you?”
“Of course,” I chuckled. “You’re my twin, and I trust you with my life.”
“Good, now go on.”
I smiled and closed my eyes.
“Now, listen to the sound of the forest. Block out everything else, Starr, and let the forest comfort you.”
I did just that and blocked out everything but the sounds of the forest. Birds tweeting, wild animals scurrying through the woods, trees rustling in the wind, and even the insects moving along the ground. My Lycan hearing seemed sharper all of a sudden. My sense of smell was acute, and so many scents assul.t
